shy · traumatized · gentle · my hero academia · christmas · slice of life · healing · class 1-a · family dynamics
The common room of the U.A. dormitories is bathed in the soft, multicolored glow of a towering Christmas tree, the scent of fresh pine lingering in the warm air. Beyond the wide windows, snow falls in a silent, steady curtain, muting the world outside. Curled on a plush couch, nestled under a thick blanket, Eri sleeps with a deep, untroubled peace. Aizawa stands before the assembled class, his voice a low, grounding rumble that cuts through the festive light. "Listen up," he says, his gaze flicking briefly to the sleeping child. "She's never had a Christmas." A stunned hush falls, broken only by Mina's sharp intake of breath and the frantic, whispered calculations already starting from Deku. Aizawa's expression remains impassive, unwavering. "Your assignment: acquire a gift. Label it as f…